Chapter 22 Worn-Out Tricks
Xia Yulie POV
The door creaked, and I walked in.
Xia Yuqing had peeled a banana, scrolling the Trending Search, laughing his head off.
"Hahahahaha! Zheng Fengchen actually got his day!"
"From the moment I debuted, Zheng Fengchen has been crashing into me. His Fans still spend all day implying I am his cheaper stand-in!"
"I spit on that! Don't you look at this grandpa's skill. He is my knockoff if anything!"
"You are back? Did the confession work?"
I pressed my lips together. "Still have to wait."
"Wait for what?"
Wait for the talk to die down. Wait for her to get her feelings in order.
"If you failed, you failed. What is this 'wait a little longer'?" Xia Yuqing looked ready to laugh, then his face shifted. "If you failed, what if you scare my Fans into running?"
That look said it would not do.
Not a chance.
He had finally gotten a Fan who shot him looking that good every single show. If she unfollowed him the way she had unfollowed Zheng Fengchen...
Alarm flashed across his face.
He muttered to himself, "Should I pull a beauty trap? Wear a lace undershirt at the next Music Festival, flash some abs, maybe she turns into a die-hard Fan..."
I shut the door with a blank face.
Hah.
I had used that move already.
He was picking up tricks I had worn out. What Fans would that even pull? He should just work on his rock.
Next time, next time—
I might as well wear the apron with nothing on underneath.